Tyrant's Secret

After Zhan Gu left, Zhan Yanchu knelt silently in the dark ancestral hall.

This is the first time he has not obeyed the exhibition.

He looked at the tombstone in front of him, and suddenly felt an unspeakable dullness and heart-piercing pain in his chest.

Zhan Yanchu clutched his chest in pain, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to one side.

Ling Jue was pacing back and forth in the hall, when he saw Pu Gonggong hurried in from outside, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Eunuch, what's the matter?"

Pu Huaiyan sighed heavily and said, "Your Majesty, something has happened!"

Ling Jue frowned slightly: "Did you fail?"

"No, it was Major General Zhan who had the accident."

Ling Jue was stunned.

Zhan Yanchu was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his lips turning blue.

Meng Qiubai checked Zhan Yanchu's injuries, and said to Zhan Gu: "Old Zhan, do you still blame us for listening to the wall? Fortunately, we found it in time, otherwise..." Meng Qiubai stopped abruptly, looking Looking at the palm print on Zhan Yanchu's chest, he opened his skirt, looked carefully, and then looked at other places in Zhan Yanchu, and said in disbelief: "This! How could this happen!"

"Father, what's wrong?" Meng Yiyu asked from the side.

Meng Qiubai frowned: "It's over, it's over now. My nephew this time is not an ordinary injury! He was poisoned by Xi You's poison called Biting Heart Powder. Only Xi You's Huoyan Flower is the only poison of this kind. It can be solved, but this kind of flower is extremely rare, and there are not many flowers in the world."

"It's not impossible to find it." A cold voice came from outside the door.

Meng Yiyu and the others looked over together, and it turned out to be Ling Jue, who immediately wanted to kneel down and salute: "Minister, wait..."

Ling Jue slightly raised his hand towards them, and said coldly, "Be flat."

"Yes!" Meng Yiyu and the others stood up.

"I heard that Major General Zhan was killed in order to eliminate traitors, so I came here to visit." Ling Jue found an excuse, walked up to Zhan Yanchu, looked at him, could not hide his worry, and thought that the people around him were still there, so he had no choice but to Make a fist.

Zhan Gu looked at Ling Jue, his eyes moved slightly, Meng Qiubai held Zhan Gu knowingly, and then bowed to Ling Jue: "Your Majesty, I will take my leave first."

Meng Yiyu looked at Meng Qiubai's story, and quickly clapped his hands together: "I also resign."

Ling Jue looked at the three people leaving the door in surprise, but didn't have time to think about it, and looked back at the palm print on Zhan Yanchu's chest.

Xi You's poison...is it Ling Jiu?

He clenched Zhan Yanchu's hand tightly, and scolded: "Zhan Yanchu, you idiot, why didn't you tell me earlier."

It wasn't until dark that Ling Jue went back restlessly in the carriage, when suddenly there was a familiar flute sound on the way.

Ling Jue signaled the groom to stop, got out of the carriage, and said coldly: "I knew you would come to me, come out."

Ling Jiu performed lightness kung fu, right in front of Ling Jue.

He wore a half mask, silver hair flowing, and a robe with blood patterns on a black background. His long and narrow phoenix eyes looked sinister and coquettish.

And Ling Jue's black hair was high, and he was dressed in white and silver inlaid clothes, standing with a sword in his hand, Ru Yuan Mo's eyes were completely different from his awe-inspiring and cold arrogance.

Ling Jiu looked at Ling Jue, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth: "My dear brother, you really understand me very well!"

Ling Jue drew out his sword and pointed at Ling Jiu, his eyes full of murderous intent: "Stop talking nonsense, you will give me the antidote on what condition."

Ling Jiu stroked the edge of the sword lightly with her fingers, for a moment, smiled, and narrowed her eyes to look at Ling Jue.

"I want you."

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" Zhan Yanchu opened his eyes suddenly, his forehead covered with cold sweat.

Zhan Gu looked at Zhan Yanchu, with unconcealable worry in his eyes: "Chu'er, you're awake!"

Zhan Yan Chu responded, only to realize that he was holding Zhan Gu's hand, he let go with some guilt, and sat up, but couldn't exert any strength.

"Nephew!" Meng Qiubai quickly stepped forward to support Zhan Yanchu, and said, "You can't exert your strength, come on, hurry up and eat something!"

Meng Yiyu quickly brought over a plate of dim sum: "Fortunately, I had the foresight to ask Changfu to prepare the dim sum in advance."

When Zhan Yan saw them like this for the first time, he said strangely, "This is me, what's wrong?"

Meng Yiyu said: "You have been in a coma for nearly two days."

At the beginning of the banquet, I was a little surprised.

Meng Yiyu urged, "Have some snacks first."

At the beginning of the banquet, he picked up a piece of pastry, ate a few mouthfuls, and couldn't help asking: "What happened?"

Zhan Gu's face became serious: "I still want to ask you, how did you get that palm print on your chest?"

Zhan Yanchu opened his clothes and looked at his chest, the palm print had already turned black from purple.

Meng Yiyu sighed: "My father said, you have been poisoned by Heart Biting Powder."

At the beginning of Zhan Yan's eyes dimmed, he suddenly said urgently: "Your Majesty, does Your Majesty know?"

Meng Yiyu said: "You have been in a coma for nearly two days, how could His Majesty not know. He came here, stayed for a while and then left. Before he left, he said that he could save you."

Zhan Yanchu was stunned for a while, then suddenly thought of something, he threw off the brocade quilt and got out of bed, the pastry was knocked over to the ground, he was also dizzy, couldn't use his strength for a while, and almost fell down, fortunately Meng Qiubai was there Hold him aside.

"Nephew, you finally woke up, don't move around!" Meng Qiubai advised from the side.

"No! No!" Zhan Yanchu was covered in cold sweat, frowned and said, "Your Majesty can't save me! I'm going to stop him!"

"Why not?" Meng Qiubai stopped Zhan Yanchu: "Now that we finally have a way to save you, do you still want us to watch you die?"

"Uncle, you don't understand. If he saves me, he is doomed to sacrifice something, then I'd rather end it myself." Zhan Yanchu's eyes were red, and he clenched Meng Qiubai's arm tightly: "Uncle, let me go!"

Meng Qiubai froze in place.

"Let him go!" Zhan Gu sighed suddenly.

"Father!" Zhan Yanchu looked at Zhan Gu in disbelief. After a long while, he finally knelt down on the ground and said with red eyes, "My child is unfilial. You can only repay your kindness to her in the next life."

Zhan Yanchu stood up and was about to leave when Meng Qiubai suddenly called Zhan Yanchu: "Wait!"

Zhan Yanchu stopped to look at Meng Qiubai.

Meng Qiubai hesitated, sighed, took out a elixir, and handed it to Zhan Yanchu: "This Yidu elixir can temporarily relieve your toxicity, but after an hour, you will quickly develop the poison. You... ..."

"Thank you uncle!" Zhan Yanchu took the pill and swallowed it without hesitation.

Ling Jue walked into the East Palace step by step.Since he watched Ling Jiu fall off the cliff, he has never been to this place again.Everything in this place, to him, is dirty and outrageous.

With the waning moon in the sky, the Eastern Palace, which had been silent for many years, suddenly lit up again.

Everything seemed to return to those nights when he succumbed to Ling Jiu.

Ling Jue closed his eyes, put his hands on his slightly protruding abdomen, tried his best to calm down, and finally walked into the hall expressionlessly.

In the large, empty, resplendent and resplendent palace, hundreds of red candles were lit. The atmosphere was extravagant and strange. Ling Jiu was sitting high on the throne opposite him in a fine attire.

Ling Jue looked at him coldly, his eyes like ink were arrogant and cruel.

This is exactly what Ling Jiu is obsessed with!

The corner of Ling Jiu's mouth twitched into a coquettish smile, she stretched out her pale and slender hand and waved to Ling Jue: "Come here, my good brother."

Ling Jue walked over, looked at that hand, suppressed her disgust, slowly put her hand on his, and slowly knelt down at his feet like a long time ago.

Ling Jiu gently stroked Ling Jue's delicate and fair ears, ink-like temple hair, and gentle strength, but it made people creepy: "It's really touching, you actually can do it for that person, even your last bottom line Don't." He slowly took off Ling Jue's hair crown, seeing Ling Jue's long black hair hanging down, against Ling Jue's beautiful face that was as cold as ice, his eyes were a little confused for a moment: "Ling Jue, how is he better than that?" Am I strong?"

Ling Jue kept a cold face and didn't reply to him.

Ling Jiu suddenly grabbed his jaw and forced him to look at herself: "Tell me, what is he better than me?"

"Why can he conquer you!" Ling Jiu paused, her eyes were red, her voice was hoarse due to the harshness, and she looked very scary.

Ling Jue was not timid, he raised his eyes arrogantly, and looked at Ling Jiu coldly.

The two looked at each other, one with black hair and black hair, the other with black hair and black hair, both had extremely handsome faces.

The corner of Ling Jue's mouth turned into a sarcasm, and finally replied: "Ling Jiu, you will never understand."

"Really?" Ling Jiu laughed suddenly, he narrowed his eyes, and kissed Ling Jue's lips fiercely.

Ling Jue closed her eyes in disgust, but did not resist.

Ling Jiu bit and gnawed like venting her anger, then let go of Ling Jue, and wiped off the blood on Ling Jue's lips with her fingers.

"It doesn't matter if you understand or not." Ling Jiu said indifferently, gently licking the blood stained on her fingers with her tongue, and then said to Ling Jue with a smile: "Look, in the end, you can only become a member of this hall."

Ling Jiu stood up: "Take off your clothes." Ling Jiu smiled and paused every word: "This time, I want you to take off everything."

Ling Jue lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand, and untied his belt one by one.

Ling Jiu smiled and put his hand into Ling Jue's lapel, caressing recklessly: "Ling Jue, do you think this hall really cares about something? So what about conquering the world, those things are far less enjoyable than conquering you alone For the entire six years, this hall has been thinking all the time, like today, to make you completely a member of this hall, I want you to suffer, I want you to despair, and I want you to completely surrender to this hall."

Ling Jue closed her eyes and frowned, took a deep breath, her body trembling slightly due to the strong repulsion.

"The movements are still as slow as before, you have to let me help you with your own hands." Ling Jiu couldn't wait to pull Ling Jue into her arms, tugging at his clothes.

Ling Juemo's hair was disheveled and his clothes were disheveled, but even so, he still had a cold and unearthly appearance.

Ling Jiu looked at Ling Jue obsessively, and leaned close to his ear, the snow-white hair intertwined with Ling Jue's ink-like hair, he paused every word: "Ling Jue, you have established the deepest bond with me. Fetter it!"

"Stop!" There was a sudden shout from the palace gate.

Ling Jiu stopped, and Ling Jue looked towards the palace door.

Zhan Yanchu was standing there with a pale face.

"At the beginning of the banquet!" Ling Jue stared slightly.

"Your Majesty, is this the way you want to save your subjects!" Zhan Yanchu walked in step by step with red eyes.

Ling Jue looked at Zhan Yanchu, finally a trace of helplessness appeared in his eyes: "Zhan Yanchu, I..."

Zhan Yanchu stretched out his hand to Ling Jue, and said softly, "Your Majesty, come here."

Ling Jue looked at that hand, a warm, strong bronze hand, and raised it slightly.

"Do you want to watch him die?" Ling Jiu asked in Ling Jue's ear.

Ling Jue stopped.

"Your Majesty, you know very well that even if I die, I won't want you to do this." Zhan Yanchu took Ling Jue's hand and interlocked his fingers: "Your Majesty, I once promised to always guard Your Majesty, even if I die." , the soul of the minister will always guard His Majesty in the future."

Ling Jue looked at Zhan Yanchu's gentle eyes, took a deep breath, and held him tightly: "Zhan Yanchu, I was wrong."

Zhan Yanchu pulls Ling Jue into his arms, and straightens the pulled clothes for him.

Seeing Ling Jue's docile appearance in front of Zhan Yanchu, Ling Jiu couldn't help gnashing her teeth with hatred: "Why! Why can you conquer him!"

Zhan Yanchu sneered, let go of Ling Jue, stepped forward and looked directly at Ling Jiu: "Don't you understand? Your Majesty never needs anyone to conquer him, and it is impossible for anyone to conquer him. He only needs someone who treats him sincerely." He is good, someone who can make him let go of his guard. And you, your self-righteous conquest is nothing more than a disgusting torture to His Majesty, and it has no use except to make him hate you and hate you!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Ling Jiu roared: "In the royal family, there is no need for warmth. Those will only be a burden!"

"Born into the royal family, you are only a body of flesh and blood! Ling Jiu, have you never experienced heartache? The reason why you are so hoarse is to cover up your unwillingness and pain for not getting His Majesty!"

Ling Jiu shouted with red eyes: "You are talking nonsense! You are talking nonsense!"

He ruthlessly drew the sword on the sword pavilion and stabbed straight at Zhan Yanchu.

Zhan Yanchu drew out the sword at his waist and slammed it against Ling Jiu, his eyes full of killing intent: "Let's fight to the death! Ling Jiu! I have long wanted to avenge His Majesty!"

"Overestimate your own strength, you may not be the opponent of this hall in the first place, but now you have been hit by Heart Eater, do you still want to fight with this hall?"

Zhan Yanchu sneered: "Your Highness, haven't you heard of Yidu Pill?"

"You!" Ling Jiu narrowed his eyes, "You're just looking for your own death!"

Ling Jiu and Zhan Yanchu were so red-eyed that they tried their best, and finally, Zhan Yanchu's sword was shot down to the ground.

The general situation is set, Ling Jiu raises his sword and stabs straight at him, but Zhan Yanchu grabs Ling Jiu's sword violently, backs up a few steps, and is pushed against a pillar, Ling Jiu's sword is blocked, and he moves forward fiercely pass.

Blood dripped continuously from Zhan Yanchu's palm.

Ling Jiu laughed out loud.

"Die!" He raised his sword and stabbed straight at it.

A smug smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Zhan Yanchu's mouth, and when Ling Jiu realized it, Zhan Yanchu had already broken Ling Jiu's sword.

Ling Jiu's broken sword sank into Zhan Yanchu's chest, and the broken sword from Zhan Yanchu's hand also pierced Ling Jiu's chest.

Ling Jiu looked at Zhan Yanchu in disbelief, took a few steps back, and finally couldn't support himself and fell to the ground. Zhan Yanchu also collapsed and sat on the ground along the pillar.

Ling Jue supports Zhan Yanchu: "Zhan Yanchu."

Zhan Yan smiled with difficulty at the beginning of the banquet, and covered Ling Jue's hand with a hand full of blood: "Your Majesty, don't be sad, this minister is a person who is about to die. If I can avenge you before I die, I will die without regret." .”

Ling Jue's eyes were red, and he tightly held Zhan Yanchu's hand.

He picked up the sword that Zhan Yan had shot down at the beginning, and walked up to Ling Jiu step by step, his eyes were full of cruelty.

Ling Jiu fell to the ground, gasping for breath with blood on the corner of his mouth.

Ling Jue resolutely raised his sword and pointed at him: "Where is the antidote?"

Ling Jiu looked at him: "Do you think I'll tell you?"

"I'll say it one last time, where is the antidote?" Ling Jue growled, and the tip of his sword touched Ling Jiu's throat.

Beads of blood spilled from Ling Jiu's pale, almost blue neck.

Ling Jiu laughed loudly, coughed a few times, and sarcastically said, "Don't even think about the antidote! Ling Jue, you should experience the taste of despair!"

Ling Jue's eyes were red, and he finally raised his sword.

"If you kill him, there will be no antidote at all." A voice came from beside him.

Ling Jue followed the prestige and saw a masked man in black standing there at some point.Although the man covered his face, his deep and handsome eyes made it clear that he did not seem to be from Tianjin.

"Who are you?" Ling Jue asked coldly.

The man in black said: "It doesn't matter who I am. The important thing is that I have a way to save that kid's life."

Ling Jue slowly put down the sword.

"Don't you want Huo Yanhua?" The man in black took out a brocade box and threw it to Ling Jue: "Here is it."

Ling Jue took the brocade box.

The man in black walked up to Ling Jiu and raised his sword.

Ling Jiu struggled to meet those familiar eyes, and instinctively became vigilant: "You, what do you want to do?"

"This king said that our goals are the same." Yelu Luoye broke his tendons as soon as he finished speaking.

Ling Jiu gritted his teeth in pain and screamed a few times, his body convulsed violently because of the pain, and after a while he cursed hoarsely: "This hall will not let you go!"

Yelu Luoye looked at Ling Jue with calm eyes, as if what he did just now was just an extremely ordinary thing: "He is already abolished, and will no longer threaten you, are you willing to sell my favor and let me take him away?" .After all, we still have accounts to settle between us."

Ling Jue acquiesced.

Yelu Luoye picked up Ling Jiu, who was covered in blood and passed out from the pain, and walked out.

When Zhan Yanchu woke up from the coma, Zhan Gu was sitting beside Zhan Yanchu and guarding him.

At the beginning of Zhanyan, he looked at Zhangu with some trepidation.

Zhan Gu's face was full of exhaustion: "Wake up."

At the beginning of the exhibition, the light in Zhan Yan's eyes moved slightly, and he sat up with some difficulty: "Father, I'm sorry, it's my child who made you worry."

Zhan Gu sighed: "Just wake up."

Zhan Gu was silent for a long time, looked at Zhan Yanchu, and suddenly smiled wryly: "You and your mother really look like each other. They look well-behaved, and no one can stop you from what you have decided. However, your mother is a woman. The incense of the Dou family does not need her to continue, but, but you are my only son..."

Zhan Gu was a little excited when he said this, coughed a few times, and sighed: "Forget it, just...you are lucky to survive, so what are you talking about? My father has no energy to control you now. What do you want? , whatever it is!"

"Father..." Zhan Yan looked at Zhan Gu with red eyes.

Zhan Gu patted Zhan Yanchu's shoulder: "Chu'er, Your Majesty treats you really well, dad can see that."

The Dou family was eradicated, and all the heroes involved in this matter were rewarded, and the three families of Zhan, Lu and Meng were even more rewarded, becoming the three most powerful families in the imperial court.

Ling Jiu's future troubles were finally eliminated.

At the beginning, Zhan Yan took the medicine made from Huo Yanhua, and recuperated comfortably on the bed. After more than half a month, he has improved a lot.

into the night.

Zhan Yan fell asleep next to Ling Jue, and suddenly said: "My father already knows about your majesty and minister."

Ling Jue opened his eyes, and thought to himself: No wonder Father Zhan was weird when he went to Zhanfu that day.

Ling Jue frowned slightly anxiously: "Then your father..."

"Father finally agreed, but..."

"But what?" Ling Jue asked him.

"But he feels that the incense of the Zhan family has been cut off. In fact, he doesn't know..." Zhan Yanchu smiled, and put his hands on Ling Jue's swollen belly: "We already have a child."

Ling Jue was silent for a long time, then suddenly put his hand on Zhan Yanchu's hand: "Zhan Yanchu."

"En?" Zhan Yanchu raised his eyebrows.

"Tell my secret to your father!"

"Your Majesty!" At the beginning of the banquet, there was some panic.

Ling Jue looked at Zhan Yanchu seriously: "Zhan Yanchu, your father should know what happened between us."

"Your Majesty." Zhan Yanchu looked at Ling Jue gratefully, bent down, and hugged Ling Jue: "Thank you."

This hugging gesture made him clearly feel the shape of Ling Jue's bulging belly, Zhan Yanchu closed his eyes, and gently rubbed Ling Jue.

Zhan Gu was very surprised when he found out what happened to Ling Jue, and he was bored in the room all day, as if he was thinking about something.At the beginning of the exhibition, he was worried that he would not be able to accept it for a while.

When Zhanyan first came to see Ling Jue the next day, he saw him drinking bird's nest and said in surprise, "Your Majesty doesn't like drinking this?"

Ling Jue glanced at Zhan Yanchu, let out a muffled cough, blushed slightly, and said, "This, your father sent someone to present it."

Zhan Yan was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist.

Ling Jue's belly was getting bigger and bigger, even if the court clothes were lenient, it couldn't cover it anymore, so Ling Jue had to use the excuse of going south.

Qin'an's water and soil are good, and the scenery is naturally especially good.

Outside the window, flowers and leaves are falling like rain and snow, and the scenery is beautiful.

But all of this can't compare to the beautiful scene in the indoor bed curtain.

Layers of veils swayed with the movements of the people in the tent, mixed with ambiguous panting sounds.

The hands with tightly intertwined fingers exposed from the veil, one is a healthy bronze color, big and powerful, and the other is as white as jade, slender and delicate.Those two hands became the most tightly gripped with the two people's sudden high growls, almost becoming one.

Then the movement finally died down.

When Zhan Yan left Ling Jue for the first time, he couldn't help but tremble a few times before leaning gently on Ling Jue contentedly.

Ling Jue lay limp on the bed, his ink-like hair on his forehead was soaked in sweat and stuck to the corner of his forehead, his pair of lacquer-like black eyes were a little empty after reaching their limits, and the watery eyes were extremely alluring.

At the beginning of the banquet, he pushed Ling Jue's hair sticking to his forehead to the back of his ears, and licked Ling Jue's white and red ears a few times, which caused Ling Jue to gasp a few more times, then stood up, and said softly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, hug me!" You go take a shower."

"En." Ling Jue's voice was a little hoarse.

Zhan Yanchu carefully carried Ling Jue into the tub and cleaned it up for him.

Because Ling Jue is pregnant, Zhan Yan has always been restrained at the beginning of the show, and when she vents once in a while, she becomes a bit demanding.Exhausted, Ling Jue leaned against the tub, closed his eyes and took a nap.

"Your Majesty, are you nervous?" Zhan Yanchu suddenly asked.

Ling Jue opened his eyes, and looked at Zhan Yanchu with some confusion: "Why are you nervous?"

"It's just..." Zhan Yanchu blushed, feeling a bit uncomfortable to speak, and said in a very low voice, "Have a baby."

Ling Jue was a little uncomfortable, and stubbornly raised his brows: "It's just a baby, so there's nothing to be nervous about."

He secretly thought, at most, it's just pain...

The winter sun is so clear that it melts all the glare and frost in people's eyes.

The plum blossoms in the courtyard are in full bloom, and red plum blossoms are proudly blooming on the vigorous branches, and there is an indescribable charm in the awe-inspiring.

Ling Jue stood in the courtyard, quietly looking at the beautiful scenery in the courtyard.

There was a burst of warmth on his shoulders, and Ling Jue knew that it was the beginning of the banquet. His expression turned slightly, and he turned his head slightly: "Here we come."

At the beginning of the banquet, he put on a big cloak for Ling Jue, and hugged him from behind, and lightly covered Ling Jue's bulging belly with his hands: "Your Majesty, although Qin An is much warmer, it is winter now, Your Majesty, please be careful, don't be around all the time. Standing outside, I caught a cold."

"I'm not so delicate." Ling Jue gave him a sideways look.

"Your Majesty has a body now, so naturally you have to pay attention." Zhan Yanchu smiled, walked up to Ling Jue, knelt down and put his ear to Ling Jue's stomach: "Qiong Er, tell me, don't you?"

The child is still in the womb, how can he talk?

Ling Jue looked at Zhan Yanchu with lowered eyes, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly when he was teased, suddenly felt a pain in his stomach, and couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Zhan Yanchu quickly stood up and supported Ling Jue: "Did Qiong'er kick you again?"

"No, I'm fine..." As soon as Ling Jue finished speaking, his stomach hurt again, he covered his stomach with his hands, and couldn't hide the pain on his face.

At the beginning of the banquet, he carefully helped Ling Jue to the bed: "Your Majesty, lie down first, and I will call the imperial physician."

Doctor Li hurried over, looked at Ling Jue, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty is about to give birth!"

Ling Jue and Zhan Yanchu looked at each other in blank dismay, both of them tightened their hearts at the same time.

Li Yu said: "The labor pain will last for a long time, Your Majesty, bear with it."

Ling Jue nodded slightly, and secretly clenched his fists.

At the beginning of the banquet, Zhan Yan took off the clothes under Ling Jue's body, then carefully covered him with a brocade quilt, and guarded Ling Jue's side.

The labor pain lasted for a long time, and it was dusk, and the time was so long that it made people suffer.

Zhan Yanchu has been sitting next to Ling Jue, holding his hand tightly.

"Hmm..." Ling Jue hummed in pain, his stomach hurt more and more, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his brows were furrowed, and his hands almost tore the bedsheets.

"It's time to deliver the baby for Your Majesty." Li Yuyi saw that it was almost time, so he asked several other imperial doctors to stand on both sides of the bed, gently pushing Ling Jue's stomach, while he stepped forward to separate Ling Jue's legs.

Except for the beginning of the banquet, Ling Jue had never let anyone see his lower body, feeling repulsed in his heart, got up slightly, endured the pain and said coldly: "Get out of the way!"

"This!" Doctor Li was a little embarrassed, and looked at Zhan Yanchu for help.

Zhan Yanchu hastily stepped forward, separated Ling Jue's legs instead of Li Yuyi, and said, "Li Yuyi, let me do it, just teach me how to do it!"

Doctor Li nodded and said, "Alright!"

Zhan Yanchu gripped Ling Jue's slender ankle, and murmured: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I'm here. Your Majesty..."

Zhan Yanchu's gentle call came from beside his ear, and the familiar temperature came from Ling Jue's ankle, Ling Jue finally relaxed and lay down obediently.

Ling Jue was lying on the bed, the thin shirt on his body had already been soaked in cold sweat, his stomach seemed to be tightly strangled by a big net, the pain was extremely painful.

"Your Majesty, use your strength! Use your strength!" Li Yuyi taught Ling Jue to use his strength.

"Enen... ah!" Ling Jue exerted all his strength and could not restrain the pain and cried out in a low voice, his hands tightly grasped the railing at the head of the bed, his knuckles turned white.

Unexpectedly, Ling Jue struggled for a long time, but there was no movement.

At the beginning of the banquet, he couldn't help but anxiously said: "Yuyi Li, how is your Majesty doing?"

Doctor Li frowned and said: "Forgive me for speaking bluntly. This is also the first time for me to deliver a man. Although the method is basically the same as that of a woman, your Majesty has a special body after all. I'm afraid, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the fetus to be born smoothly..."

Ling Jue just felt pain before, and he gritted his teeth to bear it all the time. After hearing this, he began to panic in his heart. Is this child in danger?

He snorted a few times, gasped and said, "Yuyi Li, give me... a birth-inducing medicine."

"Your Majesty...this..." Li Yuji hesitated: "It will be very painful after taking the birth-inducing medicine. If Your Majesty uses it, I'm afraid it will hurt the dragon body..."

"Submit to me...this is an order!" Ling Jue spoke with difficulty, but his tone was firm and undeniable.

"Your Majesty..." Zhan Yan first saw this and wanted to stop Ling Jue.

But Ling Jue comforted Zhan Yanchu and said, "Zhan Yanchu...trust me...it will be fine."

Zhan Yanchu looked at Ling Jue's solemn eyes, and finally didn't stop him, but clenched Ling Jue tightly.

Li Yuyi sighed, finally made up his mind, and served Ling Jue to take birth-inducing medicine.

Ling Jue had taken birth-inducing medicine, but felt that her abdomen was a hundred times more painful than before, and her whole body was convulsed.

Doctor Li said to those doctors: "You help Your Majesty up."

"Yes!" Those few imperial doctors and Zhan Yanchu helped Ling Jue up together, half dragged and half hugged Ling Jue to walk down the ground, hoping that the fetus would enter the basin quickly.

Ling Jue was supported on the ground, his two long legs were unsteady and trembling slightly, his black hair was messy, his long gown was already soaked in cold sweat, his face was pale, two imperial doctors held Ling Jue's body Arms, two imperial physicians grabbed the legs, Zhan Yanchu supported the waist, Li imperial physician pushed a few times, but there was still no movement, gritted his teeth and said: "Your Majesty, hold on!"

He made up his mind and pushed Ling Jue's stomach down hard!

"Ah!" Ling Jue screamed, feeling his stomach suddenly sinking downwards, and a warm current gushed out from under his body, the pain felt as if he was being stretched, but he unconsciously forced himself downwards.

At the beginning of Zhan Yan's heart, he was extremely distressed, but he didn't know how to relieve Ling Jue's pain, so he could only support Ling Jue firmly, and kept comforting him: "Your Majesty, don't worry...it's okay! It's okay!"

"Um……"

Ling Jue gritted his teeth in pain, listening to Zhan Yanchu's voice, his heart was no longer so flustered, and he only held onto Zhan Yanchu's clothes tightly.

"Your Majesty, the water is breaking! It's almost there!" Li Yuyi shouted excitedly, "Hard, hard, Your Majesty!"

"Hmm... ah! Hmm! Hmm! Ah—" Ling Jue heard it quickly, and started to cooperate with the force, and the lower part became more and more swollen and painful.

Finally, accompanied by heart-piercing pain, a baby's cry echoed in the room.

Ling Jue tore Zhan Yanchu's clothes, as if all his strength had been drained from his body, he collapsed limply.

Zhan Yanchu supported Ling Jue, carried the collapsed Ling Jue back to the bed, and listened to Doctor Li saying from the side: "Your Majesty! I gave birth! I gave birth!"

At the beginning of the banquet, I was a little dazed.

Just now he was surrounded by a strong sense of fear that he might lose Ling Jue, but now he was relieved and finally realized something that made him ecstatic, his and Ling Jue's child was born!

He clenched Ling Jue's hand tightly, tears filled his eyes, and spoke incoherently: "Your Majesty...Your Majesty! Did you hear that? Our child is born."

"En." Ling Jue showed a weak and gentle smile on his usual stern face.

Doctor Li picked up the child, but suddenly he was dumbfounded: "Your Majesty, this child..."

Ling Jue has passed out.

"What's the matter?" Zhan Yan saw Li Yuyi's expression was not quite right for the first time, and thought something happened to the child, so he walked over to see the child, but couldn't help being dumbfounded.

"Major General Zhan, His Majesty woke up, what do you want to tell him?"

Zhan Yanchu was silent for a while, then calmed down, hugged the child and kissed and kissed again, and said with a smile: "Of course, tell the truth."

He gently placed the child beside Ling Jue, and gently pressed a kiss on Ling Jue's pale lips.

"Your Majesty, you have worked hard."

Ling Jue was exhausted, and when he opened his sore eyes, Zhan Yanchu was holding the children and guarding the side, the clear sunlight shrouded them.

"Your Majesty, are you awake?" Zhan Yanchu smiled softly.

Ling Jue squinted his eyes, feeling indescribably happy but also a little apprehensive: "Let me see the child."

Zhan Yanchu only hesitated for a moment before putting the child beside Ling Jue.

Ling Jue caressed the child's immature face, with joy on his brows, opened the swaddling clothes, and widened his eyes in shock: "This! He! He is!"

With a pale face, Ling Jue looked at the child in disbelief, he actually had the same special body as himself.